Chapter 346: Stop, stop, stop! I’m not that much of a Cao Cao fan. As for other men’s wives, I...
Chapter 346: Stop, stop, stop! I’m not that much of a Cao Cao fan. As for other men’s wives, I...
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Cough, cough, cough. Isn’t Ah YinTang Hao’s wife? Kid, do you actually like other men’s wives?
After Liu Erlong sent that message, she froze for a moment herself.
Leaning back in her tent, she stared at the words on the Light Screen, feeling inexplicably guilty.
She didn’t know why she felt guilty.
It was just that when she saw Lin Qingmo praising Ah Yin—another man’s wife—as beautiful, a corner of her heart felt a tiny prick.
...
In the sleeping quarters of the Heaven DouCrown Princes Residence.
Qian Renxue was currently using her identity as Crown PrinceXue Qinghe to look through official memorials.
The moment the Chat GroupLight Screen popped up, she had already set down her brush.
At first, she just watched coldly from the sidelines.
After all, that Ah Yin was related to Tang Hao, and Tang Hao was the enemy who killed her father.
To her, anyone or anything associated with Tang Hao was worth close attention.
But when she saw Lin Qingmo’s sentence, "very suitable to marry and take home as a wife," the brush in her hand snapped with a ’crack’.
Ink splattered onto the memorial, but Qian Renxue ignored it completely.
She ripped off the human-skin mask on her face, revealing her exquisite and heroic true appearance underneath, her golden hair shimmering under the candlelight.
She gritted her teeth, her fingers stabbing at the Light Screen quickly and fiercely.
[Golden Angel]: Liking someone else’s wife... A-Qing, you... you are simply shameless!
[Little Witch]: Cough cough, this really isn’t good.
[Yanzi~]: Agreed.
When Lin Qingmo saw this message, a row of black lines immediately slid down his forehead.
"When did I ever say I liked other people’s wives?"
He had just objectively praised Ah Yin for being beautiful, okay?
Wasn’t this group’s ability to jump to conclusions a bit too ridiculous?
Just as he was about to type a defense, another message popped up on the Light Screen.
[The Pope Herself]: So what if he likes other men’s wives?
When Bibi Dong sent this, she propped herself up from the large Supreme Pontiff’s couch.
Moonlight fell on her through the carved window frames, outlining her plump and graceful curves.
She stared at the Light Screen, her purple pupils swirling with emotions that others couldn’t understand.
She would not allow anyone to negate this.
A-Qing could like anyone, including another man’s wife.
If A-Qing didn’t like other men’s wives, then she... what would she be?
[Yanzi~]: Huh?
[Golden Angel]: Heh,’so what’? Liking someone else’s wife—isn’t that just being a scumbag? Don’t you all think so?
Qian Renxue’s chest was heaving violently.
She wasn’t actually targeting Lin Qingmo entirely; it was more because of Tang Hao.
Tang Hao killed her father, and now that Tang Hao’s wife, Ah Yin, had appeared by Lin Qingmo’s side, it made her feel uncomfortable all over.
But she couldn’t reveal her true identity or the source of her emotions, so she could only aim her spear at the act of "liking another man’s wife" itself.
[Little Witch]: Uh, this really is a bit bad, isn’t it?
[Big-Breasted Kitty]: This...
"Heh."
Bibi Dong gave a cold laugh when she saw Qian Renxue’s post.
[The Pope Herself]: Heh, you must realize that A-Qing is currently in the World of Douluo Continent where the strong prey on the weak. Nobles have three wives and four concubines; big fists are the only logic.
[The Pope Herself]: There is nothing wrong with liking anything. As long as one has enough strength, nothing matters, does it?
After sending this, she leaned against the headboard, her purple eyes looking as if they hid a bottomless sea.
She knew how shocking her words would sound to others.
The dignified Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, arguing for the rationality of a man liking another’s wife—if word got out, public opinion across the entire continent would explode.
But she didn’t care.
She, Bibi Dong, had carried too many shackles in this life; she didn’t want A-Qing to be bound by the ropes of morality as well.
Moreover, she needed Lin Qingmo not to be restricted by the eyes of the World.
[Bingbing]: Hahaha, well said! Exactly right, fists are the only logic.
The Ice Empress laughed out loud in her ice cave in the Extreme North, her laughter creating crisp echoes against the icy walls.
She identified with those words too much.
Survival in the Extreme North relied on absolute strength.
The weak don’t even have the right to choose, let alone judge the preferences of the strong.
[Bingbing]: Just like the Ice Empress of the Extreme North; with domineering strength, one can walk horizontally across the Extreme North.
The Ice Empress added smugly, her emerald scorpion tail whip curling high behind her.
[Snow Empress]: Bingbing.
The Snow Empress only sent two words, and the Ice Empress instantly went quiet.
[Bingbing]: Cough cough, of course, Xue’er... the Snow Empress is still more powerful.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Cough, I also think that makes sense.
After Liu Erlong sent this, her old face turned red.
Her fingers twisted a corner of her pillow, not knowing why she felt guilty.
Speaking of which, the groom fled on her wedding day, the ceremony wasn’t completed, and they never entered the bridal chamber—so did she count as another man’s wife?
Theoretically speaking... did she? Or did she not?
She had never thought deeply about this question before.
Because now, every time she thought of the name Yu Xiaogang, her heart was filled only with anger and humiliation.
But now this question had suddenly become very important—so important that she didn’t dare think about why she felt it was important.
[Little Witch]: This... this...
Ning Rongrong’s small face was crumpled up.
She wanted to refute it, but she also felt like what was said didn’t have any flaws.
Her father, Ning Fengzhi, as the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, indeed had quite a few wives and concubines.
The uncles she had seen since childhood all had three wives and four concubines as well.
In upper-class circles, this was a perfectly normal occurrence.
The strong having more partners was as natural as the sunrise and sunset in this World.
But she vaguely felt that the idea of liking another’s wife was not quite the same as having three wives and four concubines.
Something was weird.
She couldn’t quite put her finger on what exactly was weird.
[Golden Angel]: You... you all are just using twisted logic!
Qian Renxue was trembling with rage.
She accidentally swept the teacup beside her to the floor, and porcelain shards splattered everywhere.
She didn’t really care about the issue of being another’s wife or not; what she cared about was Tang Hao’s wife.
Qian Renxue didn’t want to see Tang Hao’s wife staying by Lin Qingmo’s side all the time.
But she couldn’t tell the truth, and this feeling of being stifled made her nearly go crazy.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Well, why think so much? As long as A-Qing likes it, it’s fine.
Xiao Wu had a smile on her face as she sent this.
She didn’t value human moral concepts as much as she used to.
Liking is liking, and not liking is not liking. Why all the complications?
A-Qing thought Ah Yin was pretty, so she was pretty. What was there to argue about?
[Grass Mother]: Yes...
Ah Yin gently typed these words, her heartbeat so loud she suspected the entire wooden house was vibrating with it.
She stole a glance at Lin Qingmo, then quickly withdrew her gaze.
But her fingers were shaking, and the blue light at the edge of her spiritual body flickered slightly, like a candle swaying in the night wind.
She really, really wanted to ask A-Qing: were you serious about what you just said?
But she didn’t have the courage to speak.
Her identity, her past, and her concerns were all like layers of chains, binding her so she couldn’t move.
But A-Qing just had to say that sentence, and he said it right in front of her.
This caused a sliver of expectation—one that even she found absurd—to suddenly sprout in her quiet heart.
Lin Qingmo didn’t know that Ah Yin had gone through countless thoughts in just a few seconds.
He was busy trying to clear his name.
These women were getting more and more ridiculous with their tangents.
If he didn’t speak up now, who knows what kind of person they would paint him as.
"How am I that much of a Cao Cao fan?"
(End of Chapter)
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